Alice and Tracy Fight

Just kill me now. Alice thought, limping behind her body. Tracy told her they were going to Tim’s house to explain everything that happened. Alice wasn’t sure Tim would believe them, but Tracy was determined. For her own sake, Alice hoped Tim did believe them. I don’t think she’ll let me leave unscathed if he doesn’t. “Don’t be too far away from me,” Tracy growled, glancing back.

Alice quickled her pace, grunting as she felt this body beginning to ache from the earlier fight. This must be how Tim felt like, Alice thought, wincing at when she used to corner him after school before he started dating Tracy. I can see where he got his recent defiant attitude though. She looked back at Tracy in her body. Tracy barely acknowledged her right now, simply assuming Alice was following behind her. A few times, Alice opened her mouth wanting to say something, anything, to possibly make up for any of this. But nothing came out.

Probably for the best, at this point, the wrong word would definitely set Tracy off and Alice wouldn’t stand much of a chance. Tracy’s already made it quite clear she doesn’t care if she gets this body back, and she’d more than proven that.

“What are we going to say to him, exactly?” Alice asked, not able to stand the silence.

“The truth,” Tracy replied, “what you’ve done, everything you’ve done.”

“I still don’t think he’ll believe that I took control of you, or that we managed to swap bodies,” Alice pointed out, “I didn’t even believe it when I received that message,” she laughed despite herself, “I just thought someone was pulling my leg, maybe one of my friends used their brother’s number or something for a laugh.”

Tracy suddenly turned towards her, “For your sake, you better hope he believes you,” she stepped closer, “or else you’ll understand how it feels to be cornered.”

Alice swallowed, but didn’t back down, “Corner me, how? Do you want to swap back? I think you’ve made it clear you don’t. What? You going to sleep around in my body? Whore me out? What makes you think I won’t do the same?”

If her words had any effect, Tracy didn’t show it. Instead, she gave Alice a small smile, “I read your journal, Alice.”

Alice sucked in a breath, “So what?” she began, “Going to tell the whole school my embarrassing secrets? Tell them who I have a crush on?”

Tracy shook her head, “No, no. But you’d certainly do the same thing, wouldn’t you? Pick on someone using something they’ve written in private? Use their insecurities against them? No,” she jabbed a finger at Alice, “I won’t swap back if Tim doesn’t believe us. I’ll just let you flounder around as you realize it doesn’t matter what body you have, you will always be a piece of crap.”

Alice swung.

Her fist connected against her own shoulder. Tracy was taken by surprise and stumbled back. No, I won’t stand down this time! Alice readied herself, you won’t swap back? Then I don’t care what happens to my body anymore!

Alice came upon her, throwing another punch. Tracy dodged, and swung back. Alice grunted, moving her body so the punch landed on her side instead of her stomach. She used her free hand to grab Tracy and threw them both on the ground. Tracy growled, trying to break free.

“No!” Alice shouted, pinning her against the ground.

Tracy bared her teeth and kicked Alice off her, “Enough!”

Tracy got to her feet and Alice raised her fists. Tracy didn’t raise her fists, instead she looked at Alice with a mixture of anger and pity. Still looking down at me? Even now? Alice’s fists wavered at her side, but she kept them raised, fingernails biting into her palms to keep her mind off things. At that moment, she wasn’t sure what she would have done. Continue to fight, run away, but that one moment seemed to stretch on forever. Before she could make a decision, a familiar voice asked, “Alice? Tracy?”

Alice gasped, noticing Tim had come upon them.